[00:04.69]{Verse 1: Ghostface Killah}
[00:05.66]Dangerous thoughts, mind of a militia
[00:08.83]Bottles of the 1-50 poured over twistas
[00:11.91]Broken bones and pillars, Staten Island the illest
[00:14.58]The biggest land fillers, we creep like caterpillars
[00:17.38]Love razors, dirty guns with a few - bodies
[00:20.12]Teach niggas how to walk again from the ****ing shotty
[00:23.24]Sixth sense, six pack, six degrees of separation
[00:26.19]My evil 3rd eye blinks with no hesitation
[00:28.87]Dustbags, spoonfuls of sugar help the medi
[00:32.10]Go down smooth and steady, blowing the green deadly
[00:34.91]Hen we pops, isolated of hash bricks
[00:37.90]Needle left stuck in his arm, died of a bad fix
[00:40.87]We still rock, still dry drawers on the stove
[00:43.66]Got bread from back in the days, it's growing some mold
[00:46.58]2Pac's back, my Glock's fat
[00:49.49]After the gun smoke, you screaming, where my block at?
[00:52.25]{Verse 2: Danny Brown}
[00:52.70]Both hands crusty, need a little lotion
[00:55.44]That shit don't matter when I mix the color ocean
[00:58.21]Smoking on potent, goons bagging up in the living room
[01:02.11]Blocking the flat screen while I'm watching Juice
[01:04.40]Move your big ass head, my favorite part's on
[01:07.11]Q and the DJ battle, move or I scratch you
[01:09.96]95's from 95's on the coffee table
[01:12.86]Got them selling dimes still shiny as a nickel
[01:15.70]Pistol in designer boxers, shoeboxes in bedrooms
[01:18.83]Some got stacks but most discontinued
[01:21.83]What's on the menu? Eat a rapper like butternut squash
[01:25.57]Bark on a b***h with the blade out
[01:27.70]Run up in your safehouse, how ironic
[01:30.51]Knock a ring on a b***h like somebody hit Sonic
[01:33.40]Smoking on chronic feeling like Nostradamic
[01:36.21]See dying in your future, nigga I promise
[01:39.31]Vomit colors seven series, TiVo the World Series
[01:42.54]About to miss the game hitting sevens on the slot machine
[01:45.40]Dice game, vice daughter, drunk driving in the Charger
[01:48.39]With a big t***y b***h looking like Toccara
[01:51.12]I don't know what you know
[01:53.11]But if you know what I know, you better get ghost 'fore I get Ghost
[01:57.37]I don't know what you know
[01:58.75]But if you know how I know, you better get ghost 'fore I get...
[02:02.43]{Verse 3: GFK}
[02:02.71]Hey what up son, they talking that money on the ground shit
[02:05.75]U-P-S, Fedex, I deliver the pound shit
[02:08.46]Raw dog, my hood's like crazy 80's stamp bag
[02:11.59]Stapleton niggas keep they guns in shit bags
[02:14.31]Doo-rags and blue and red flags, we keep new tags
[02:17.50]Skinny or big jeans, niggas they still sag
[02:20.07]Brag about 2 chains, 4 chains, 6 chains
[02:23.25]Spread eagle b*****s in the crib giving brain
[02:25.99]Still keep them Clarks crispier than printed money
[02:29.07]And the champion gear that I rock? Will hide my face for me
[02:32.11]Mask down, 3-57 and the box of shells
[02:35.10]Seville dead-arm the kid in the stairwell
[02:38.04]Stem cell, my niggas is scientific
[02:40.31]We make crumbs and wax, the T-H-C is prolific
[02:43.38]Fruitful, my Clan bundle cash like Pablo
[02:46.29]Bank in the Caimans, stash-houses out in Cabo

{Verse 1: Ghostface Killah}
Dangerous thoughts, mind of a militia
Bottles of the 1-50 poured over twistas
Broken bones and pillars, Staten Island the illest
The biggest land fillers, we creep like caterpillars
Love razors, dirty guns with a few - bodies
Teach niggas how to walk again from the ****ing shotty
Sixth sense, six pack, six degrees of separation
My evil 3rd eye blinks with no hesitation
Dustbags, spoonfuls of sugar help the medi
Go down smooth and steady, blowing the green deadly
Hen we pops, isolated of hash bricks
Needle left stuck in his arm, died of a bad fix
We still rock, still dry drawers on the stove
Got bread from back in the days, it's growing some mold
2Pac's back, my Glock's fat
After the gun smoke, you screaming, where my block at?
{Verse 2: Danny Brown}
Both hands crusty, need a little lotion
That shit don't matter when I mix the color ocean
Smoking on potent, goons bagging up in the living room
Blocking the flat screen while I'm watching Juice
Move your big ass head, my favorite part's on
Q and the DJ battle, move or I scratch you
95's from 95's on the coffee table
Got them selling dimes still shiny as a nickel
Pistol in designer boxers, shoeboxes in bedrooms
Some got stacks but most discontinued
What's on the menu? Eat a rapper like butternut squash
Bark on a b***h with the blade out
Run up in your safehouse, how ironic
Knock a ring on a b***h like somebody hit Sonic
Smoking on chronic feeling like Nostradamic
See dying in your future, nigga I promise
Vomit colors seven series, TiVo the World Series
About to miss the game hitting sevens on the slot machine
Dice game, vice daughter, drunk driving in the Charger
With a big t***y b***h looking like Toccara
I don't know what you know
But if you know what I know, you better get ghost 'fore I get Ghost
I don't know what you know
But if you know how I know, you better get ghost 'fore I get...
{Verse 3: GFK}
Hey what up son, they talking that money on the ground shit
U-P-S, Fedex, I deliver the pound shit
Raw dog, my hood's like crazy 80's stamp bag
Stapleton niggas keep they guns in shit bags
Doo-rags and blue and red flags, we keep new tags
Skinny or big jeans, niggas they still sag
Brag about 2 chains, 4 chains, 6 chains
Spread eagle b*****s in the crib giving brain
Still keep them Clarks crispier than printed money
And the champion gear that I rock? Will hide my face for me
Mask down, 3-57 and the box of shells
Seville dead-arm the kid in the stairwell
Stem cell, my niggas is scientific
We make crumbs and wax, the T-H-C is prolific
Fruitful, my Clan bundle cash like Pablo
Bank in the Caimans, stash-houses out in Cabo